"tidecaller" poems
the ebb and tide of diamond waves slosh in the most serene celerity.
it is then that i know i am safe.
i lie in the ocean's arms,
and become a grain of sand,
until your song is sent my way
and i crystallize.
oh i am a pearl, born from pain.
your timbre plays melodies on my heartstrings, siren.
your beauty shadowboxes with my soul, siren.
i am not yours to keep, siren.
i am the tidecaller and i have a place.
but oh siren, why must you sing when i want to sleep?
why must you sing when i want to weep?
oh, siren, take my soul to keep.
no longer my sea.
sea of sirens, sea of song.
your song always lets me know that i mustn't tag along.
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 10:34 AM UTC
“Oh Tidecaller! Oh Tidecaller!”
sang the people of the depths
burdened by the blackness of deep
and by those who wish for heat
“Oh Tidecaller! Oh Tidecaller!”
they wailed underneath,
as the last light of the moon
escaped their holy stone too soon
How they longed for a warrior
to fetch the priceless pearl
beyond rigorous obstacles and traps
beyond mindless beasts of sea
To exchange it with man
on a cave by the beach
beyond their star maps
for a moonstone to shed light on their city
But no Tidecaller came to their aid
and the threat of death did
swished and swam their way
and they lost hope until–
A young promising warrior
swam to accept the challenge
to take what's rightfully their's
and to save their kind from destruction
“Oh Tidecaller! Oh Tidecaller!”
they shouted in glee
for the lass that came
had power to command the seas
“Oh Tidecaller! Oh Tidecaller!”
they sang as she left
bidding her farewell until
The day she returns with light
She fought krakens and serpents
just outside their realm
she waited and averted danger
as cunningly as she can
She made allies that helped
but along the way they perished
she made friends that died too
ones that she truly came to cherish
Upon retrieving the pearl
she swam as fast as she can
too a cave beyond star maps
but no one was there to make the exchange
She waited for days
hoping that man would come to their aid
to grant them a moonstone
that would save them for another age
“Oh Tidecaller! Oh Tidecaller!”
she called to herself
as despair and hopelessness
swallowed her totality
“Oh Tidecaller! Oh Tidecaller!”
she screamed to the lands
as she found new hope in finding what's lost
is it the stone or did man forgot?
For the first time in eternity
a Tidecaller touched land
determined to retrieve and receive
salvation almost at hand
Oh Tidecaller! Oh Tidecaller!
I wish thee luck
For the world of man is shameful
and filled with ill will
You will find what you seek
in exchange for what's left
of your sanity and health
in exchange for your only wealth
Oh Tidecaller! Oh Tidecaller!
Hold on to that pearl
Hold on to your dreams of a better world
for your people, for your home
Oh Tidecaller!
Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 3:54 PM UTC